The Drought Song: If You Can't Send Water

In which we attempt to end California's drought by writing a song about it. Get those umbrellas ready.

 
If You Can’t Send Water
 
Words and music by Erin Friedman
 
 
My morning shower is a dribble from a low-flow shower head
My front lawn made the cover of House and Garden of the Dead
Farmers fret but LA pools are full and the water table’s sinkin’
But water is for fightin’ over and whiskey is for drinkin’
 
We prayed for a pouring rain
Prayed for snow on the Cascade Range
California’s  parched and dry
Our lawns are brown and crispy
If You Can’t Send Water, Lord, send whiskey
 
Send a bottle, send a barrel, send Jack, Johnnie or Jim Beam
Shout “AMEN!” for an A-list, 80-proof , drought relief team
Won’t waste H2O on ice or cocktails that need shakin’
Take it straight, inebriate, for the sake of conservation
 
We prayed for a pouring rain
Prayed for snow on the Cascade Range
California’s parched and dry
Our lawns are brown and crispy
If You Can’t Send Water, Lord, send whiskey
 
Drink a toast to hopeful prayers
And to the bartender upstairs
If You Can’t Send Water, Lord,
Send Chivas,  Crown  or Cutty Sark
Bushmill’s, Jameson or Maker’s Mark
If You Can’t Send Water, Lord, send whiskey
 
 
 

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